For Tonight....

The loving words flowed

Dripping with honey.

Her head remained bowed.

Where was the money?



Tonight was the same

As all of the rest

So where was the pay

For what she did best?



Then she decided-

Not wanting to know-

This one would be free.

Hang the status quo!



For pretence of love

Was better than none.

Tonight she was loved-

Until they were done.

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